Sword Energy Reaches the Heavens

When Li Fan appeared in the center of the battlefield, everyone in Lishan was stunned for a moment.

Li Fan?

Some of the disciples in Lishan could not believe their eyes. Lu Yuan was defeated. What was the point of Li Fan going up?

In the sword test in Lishan, Li Fan showed his outstanding strength. The disciples in Lishan did not look down on him. However, the opponent was the pride of Lingxiao Pavilion, Jiang Tai'a.

A genius swordsman who made them feel desperate.

What was the point of Li Fan going up, except seeking defeat?

Gu Qingyang showed a strange look, which the disciples in Lishan did not notice, but he heard her say something to Li Fan when Lu Yuan walked down.

Lu Yuan, she trusts Li Fan?

Lishan, is there a miracle that can happen?

I'm afraid it's too difficult!

Many people around even talked aloud, and Chu Zili sneered when he heard the discussions around him.

Is Lishan still unwilling?

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he walked forward and said to Jiang Tai'a: "Leave it to me."

Wang Daoxuan did not stop him this time. He also saw the despair of Li Shan when Lu Yuan was defeated, and saw that the young man walking out in front of him did not seem to be trusted.

The battle just now by Jiang Tai'a was enough.

Next, just leave it to Zili.

Chu Zili walked towards Li Fan, with sword intent lingering and accompanied by murderous thoughts. He was forced to retreat to avoid the battle just now, and he was upset.

"What are you going to do? Back off." Wu Tong glanced at Chu Zili, and he scolded Li Fan.

Li Fan turned around and looked at Wu Tong, only to see a sincere smile in his eyes. He bowed with respect and said: "Uncle, I want to try."

After reading the memory of the master, Li Fan could understand Wu Tong.

Perhaps, he hated the old blind man because of the death of his master. It was he who asked his master to help, which led to his master's sword entering the Dali Imperial City, the oil lamp running out, and sitting in the Lishan Mountain.

For this, the uncle must feel guilty, so he can't let it go.

Wu Tong saw the sincerity in the boy's eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and sighed silently in his heart.

Chu Zili would kill Li Fan, he felt Chu Zili's murderous intention!

"Are you sure?" Wu Tong's voice suddenly became soft, and the look he gave the boy was no longer as sharp as before, but gentle, as if he was looking at his junior.

"With a sword in hand, fearless, fearless!" Li Fan said.

Wu Tong was stunned, staring at Li Fan.

This sentence is so familiar.

Seeing the smile in the boy's eyes, Wu Tong knew that he had met his master.

At this moment, he was relieved.

"Go ahead, let them see your sword, Lishan's sword." The old man shouted, with a smile in his eyes, as if he was relieved.

He knew when he saw Lu Yuan and Li Fan.

Lishan, there is still hope.

Lin Zhao looked at his master, and it was a bit wrong. It was the first time he saw his master smile, even to him, he had never seen it before.

Why did Li Fan make his master change like this?

"Yes, uncle." Li Fan bowed again, then turned around and faced the direction of Lingxiao Pavilion.

The people in Lishan didn't understand what happened to the two, but Gu Qingyang had a vague guess.

Could it be that a miracle really happened?

Lishan's thousand-year glory is tied to one person.

When Li Fan turned around, he felt the murderous intent on Chu Zili's body, and saw that the other party was holding a sword, and the sword energy was diffused, getting stronger and stronger.

The sword in Li Fan's hand pointed obliquely at the ground, but he was calmer than ever.

"Looking for death." Chu Zili suddenly accelerated, running towards Li Fan, murderous aura swept over, sword energy gathered into a storm, blowing towards Li Fan, every gust of wind, with a piercing murderous intent.

Li Fan remained calm, his arms slightly raised.

Sword up.

The wind blew the white clothes, the sword energy surrounded the body, and the heaven and man were one.

This is a state of mind. After comprehending a deeper state of mind, many things will seem much simpler. "" Chu Zili was getting closer and closer to Li Fan, and the murderous aura was getting stronger and stronger. The sword energy storm became wilder and more violent.

Metaphor!

Chu Zili flew up, and the sword and man became one, turning into a beam of light and shooting towards Li Fan. He was completely integrated into the sword and became one with the sword.

The disciples of Lishan were nervous when they saw the scene in front of them. Although Chu Zili retreated from Lu Yuan's hands, his strength was unquestionable. They asked themselves if they could not defend against such a stunning sword.

Li Fan did not defend, or he did not even consider defending.

Sword cultivator, do not retreat.

He leaned forward, a terrifying sword intent permeated, and Jian Yi's swordsmanship emerged in his mind.

One sword, he only drew one sword, either life or death.

The next moment, Li Fan moved with the sword, as powerful as thunder.

"Be careful!" Wang Daoxuan suddenly felt something was wrong and shouted.

Li Fan drew his sword, the sword light appeared, and blood splashed out.

When the sword fell, everyone heard the sound of the sword whistling.

"Puff.—"

Chu Zili's body was still rushing forward, and the two passed by and stopped in place.

Time seemed to stand still, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the center of the battlefield.

Under Chu Zili's feet, blood dripped down, more and more, and his eyes showed confusion and disbelief, and then everything turned into fear.

"No————" He wanted to make a sound, but he couldn't. The next moment, his body fell to the ground with a thump. The moment he fell, his clothes were shattered, and his body was covered with bloodstains. The sword intent only broke out at this moment.

One sword.

Kill Chu Zili!

The wind seemed to be stronger on the top of Lishan Mountain. The whole Lishan Mountain was particularly quiet at this moment. One could even hear the sound of heartbeats.

Chu Zili, who made many Lishan disciples feel desperate, killed and seriously injured many Lishan disciples. Li Fan only used one sword, only one sword, to kill!

This made them not even come back to their senses. Looking at the white-clothed figure, the blood in the bodies of Lishan disciples was rolling.

"Zili."

Jiang Tai'a looked at Chu Zili's fallen body and wanted to step forward, but saw Pei Jing took a step ahead of him and checked Chu Zili's condition. Pei Jing turned his head and shook his head at Wang Daoxuan.

Wang Daoxuan's expression suddenly became gloomy and stared at Li Fan.

Although Chu Zili was not as good as Jiang Tai'a, he was also the most outstanding genius of the younger generation of Lingxiao Pavilion except Jiang Tai'a, and he was a member of the Chu family. He was killed directly by Li Fan.

In the sky, several figures stepped forward and headed towards the battlefield. The aura on their bodies was terrifying. Gu Qingyang glanced at them. It seemed that those people from the aristocratic families were also there.

Wu Tong stood beside Li Fan without knowing when, standing there like a sword.

"Master." Li Fan called out, and Wu Tong nodded.

"Lingxiao Pavilion, are you still asking about the sword?" Mo Yang took a step forward and faced the crowd coming out.

They left the mountain, and there were also disciples who died.

Lishan abides by the rules of asking about the sword.

Now that Chu Zili is dead, the other side can't sit still?

"Retreat."

Wang Daoxuan spoke in a cold voice, leaving no room for doubt.

Pei Jing walked back with Chu Zili's body, and glanced at Li Fan when he passed by him, and the people who appeared also retreated to their original places.

The forces outside Lingxiao Pavilion watched all this with interest, but they didn't expect that when Lishan was in despair, another young man came out and killed Chu Zili with a sword.

It seems that the sword-chasing contest between the two top sword-fighting forces has not yet ended.

Jiang Tai'a walked to the opposite side of Li Fan, with a hint of anger in his eyes, staring at Li Fan,

"Although Zi Li is proud and paranoid, you shouldn't kill him." Jiang Tai'a said.

"So, my Lishan disciple should be killed?" Li Fan responded.

Jiang Tai'a stared at Li Fan, and the sword energy was born.

"Lingxiao Pavilion, Jiang Tai'a."

"Lishan, Li Fan."

"Please teach me."

"Please teach me!"

The two spoke at the same time, and the sword intent flowed through their bodies.

Jiang Tai'a waved his hand, and the sword energy emerged, and the brilliant golden divine light shone. In the sky above him, the extremely dazzling golden sword aura appeared again, and the terrifying sword intent emerged from it.

Li Fan stood there quietly, entering the state of selflessness, the sword energy surged, and above his body, nine swords were suspended in the air.

The golden divine light bloomed in the sword ring behind Jiang Tai'a, and then a golden sword roared out and rushed straight to Li Fan.

Almost at the same moment, a sharp sword shot out from above Li Fan's head.

"Boom--"

The two swords collided in mid-air, but neither retreated at all. The sword intent of the two became stronger and stronger.

The next moment, the golden swords behind Jiang Tai'a bloomed one after another, flying out one after another, and golden trajectories appeared in the air, which was extremely gorgeous.

The sword in the sky behind Li Fan also roared and killed, and the sword energy raged between the two people's bodies.

"Ten thousand swords facing the master."

Jiang Tai'a moved his mind, and the golden divine light poured out, as if countless golden divine swords came out together, covering the sky and the sun.

But the nine swords that Li Fan flew out shuttled through the air at a terrifying speed, crisscrossing, and caused sword shadows to appear in the air, like a sword cage, blocking the golden divine light in the sky.

"Nine Swords of Separation and Hate."

Gu Qingyang saw the gorgeous scene in the sky and whispered: "At this age, he can display the sword art of the Nine Swords of Separation and Hate. I'm afraid there is no other disciple of Lishan who can do it."

Jiang Tai'a moved his mind, and a golden giant sword appeared in the sword art aura behind him. The sword energy roared, and the terrifying golden giant sword rushed towards Li Fan, crushing everything.

Before, Lu Yuan was defeated by this sword.

Li Fan stepped on the ground, his body moved forward, the breeze surrounded his body, and his body shot towards Jiang Tai'a like lightning. The disciples of Lishan were in a state of turmoil, and Li Fan did not intend to defend.

But, attack.

Li Fan's magic power surged, and the sword energy and magic power seemed to be integrated. When the golden giant sword came, he dodged sideways like the wind, almost brushing past the giant sword, and went straight to Jiang Tai'a's body.

Li Fan was extremely fast, and the sword intent surged in his body. Seeing the opponent coming to kill him, Jiang Tai'a made a sword gesture with his hands, and thousands of swords were facing each other. Countless golden divine lights bloomed again, and they killed Li Fan who was approaching.

A dragon roar came from Li Fan's body, and golden light shone. The dragon martial spirit appeared, and a huge dragon phantom protected him. The terrifying golden divine light fell on his body, and Li Fan resisted it.

He is now a top-grade master of martial arts. The blood in his body is extremely strong, and he has martial spirits to protect him. His defense is amazing.

The two bodies moved closer again, and Li Fan swung his sword. A sword light appeared in the air, cutting through the space,

It was like a golden lightning passing by, slashing towards Jiang Tai'a, which was the sword that killed Chu Zili before.

One word cut!